The Beggar

As there is beauty to be south
And then as rain beauty seeps into soil
from skies through mortal eyes weeping

A beggar not egging for food but for
compassion

Is the truest love when given.

:: 07.23.2022 ::

About EPRobles

Writer, Artist. I like to paint abstract acrylic images onto canvas. I love to read everything, and I especially enjoy science, philosophy, and the arts. I'm new to the blog experience and I very much enjoy it! I hope to learn as much about all the features that WordPress offers and thank you -- my visitor -- for taking time to read my words. Peace and love... View all posts by EPRobles

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